I’ve decided to let my appetite work FOR me and not AGAINST me in that I will satisfy what my body NEEDS instead of what my body WANTS. Time to be my own parent, so to speak. I can do it!
Yikes is all I have to say. I took this yesterday but I’ve been rather nervous about posting it because looks are deceiving... my lil hip pooch is kinda funny, though. That’s a hard-earned junk food cortisol pooch, though, my friends.
Anyway, this is the body of a mountaineer that needs to be strong enough to carry a 210lb man down 2 miles to safety, pull hundreds of pounds of gear out of a crevasse, build snow walls made of dozens of 40lb snow blocks, or drag a 100lb sled with a 40-50lb backpack up and down +6500m mountain. (My performance goals by end of April 2012, BTW) Sounds like a lot and I have a lot of work to do, but I’ve done it almost every year since god was a child...
I mean, I look “OK” for a “normal” gal my age and frame size ... but I’m supposed to be a self-sufficient, high-altitude mountaineer... someone I envision as a bit more ... BURLY.... Net-net, I need to gain at least 25lbs of muscle, strength, and endurance. Its hard to see in photos, but as Coach always said, “The numbers don’t lie, T”. Bryce RULES.
(click here to see an old photo of me at a more functional 145lbs)
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